the first time I decided to climb the high dive.
the taunts of my friends to “jump chicken.”
feeling like I was going to throw up and wet myself at the same time.
feeling like I fell forever.
the splash as I struck the water.
my feet touching the pool bottom in the deep end.
feeling like my lungs would burst before I broke the surface.
forgetting to breathe before I hit the water.
running around to do it again!
Do you remember, too?